Sticky Sweet
When she calls me up
My voice, it starts to shake
She says come right over
Over right away
Oh, good god, theres a fire
In my pants
Then lightening strikes and she
Laughs that evil laugh
(chorus)
Shes so sticky, so sticky, so sticky
Shes so sticky, so sticky
Shes so stick sweet
Sticky sweet
Sticky sweet
Now when Ive done good
She slaps me on the ass
It takes more than ten seconds
To satisfy this lass
The way she walks, I swear
Should be a crime
Sirens scream everytime
She walks by
(chorus)
Sticky sweet
The way she walks
The way she talks
Stick sweet
Oooh all the time
Sticky sweet
(solo)
(chorus)
Sticky sweet
The way she walks
The way she talks
Sticky sweet
Oooh all the time
Sticky sweet
Sticky sweet (repeat with vocal adlib)
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Slice Of Your Pie
Tattoo crawlin down her leg, so sexy
So young...ever get caught, theyll arrest me
School girl, studied up well on hoochie coochie
Lick lips, kitten with a whip so undress me, undress me
(chorus)
Hey, pretty pretty
With the sweet sweet eyes order me up another
Slice of your pie
Whiplash, I never looked at you in high school
Hot child, always walk behind you for the rear view, rear view
Good god, baby, baby blow my fuse when you walk this way
Nineteen, seductive ballerina, so trashy, trashy
(chorus)
Hey pretty pretty from across the room
Got something sticky sweet for you
Order me up another slice of you
Slice of you, yeah
(solo)
Hey pretty pretty from across the room
Got something sticky sweet for you (slice of my pie)
Hey pretty pretty with the sweet sweet eyes
Im guaranteed to satisy
Just one wish before I die...
Order me up another slice of your pie
Pretty, pretty
song performed by by Motley Crue
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Sticky and Wet
When one runs up a heat,
No sweat drips sweet.
And salty come the comments,
With humidity peaked.
A temperature rising,
Is wished to be left alone.
A temperature rising,
Is not welcomed in one's home.
And Summer is a bummer,
When the air conditioner is gone.
Yes Summer is a bummer.
Sticky and wet,
Is not what one condones.
Yes a humid Summer,
Can be a big bummer.
When one runs up a heat,
No sweat drips sweet.
And salty come the comments,
With humidity peaked.
A temperature rising,
Is wished to be left alone.
Yes Summer is a bummer.
Sticky and wet,
Is not what one condones.
Yes a humid Summer,
Can be a big bummer.
When one runs up a heat,
No sweat drips sweet.
Yes a humid Summer,
Can be a big bummer.
When one runs up a heat,
No sweat drips sweet.
Yes a humid Summer,
Can be a big bummer.
Sticky and wet,
Is not what one condones.
And Summer is a bummer,
When the air conditioner is gone.
Sticky and wet.
Sticky and wet.
Sticky and wet...
When humidity makes one moan.
Yes a humid Summer,
Can be a big bummer.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wacky Weed
Your fiction has a sickness,
And it is in deluxe.
Trimmed with a mouth piece minted,
Sweetened to touch.
Bong bong wicky sticky bong bong.
You fed on the weed.
You fed on that wacky weed.
You fed on the weed.
You fed on that wacky weed.
In a bong bong bong.
There is no truth you mention,
While you do that stuff.
Your motives are quite hidden,
And you munch too much.
You fed on the weed.
Wicky sticky bong bong
You fed on that wacky weed.
In a bong bong.
You fed on the weed.
Wicky sticky bong bong
You fed on that wacky weed.
In a bong bong bong.
Your fiction has a sickness,
And it is in deluxe.
Trimmed with a mouth piece minted,
Sweetened to touch.
Bong bong wicky sticky bong bong.
You fed on the weed.
Wicky sticky bong bong
You fed on that wacky weed.
In a bong bong.
You fed on the weed.
Wicky sticky bong bong
You fed on that wacky weed.
In a bong bong bong.
Wicky sticky bong bong.
Wick wicky sticky bong.
Wicky sticky bong bong.
Wick wicky sticky bong.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Candy Floss
Real sticky stuff swirled around a Stick
Put on in layers nice and Thick
Fluffy Balls of Pink and Red
Much bigger than any kids Head
Grinning a big Grin
They stick there head In
And eat that sticky pink Fluff
Like there just ain't Enough
Then one of the kids turn to Me
And say's: that will be $1.50
poem by David Darbyshire
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Open 24
you know you want a taste
got that candy that you crave
sometimes there's no rhyme
and you don't need a reason
that fruit might not be ripe
but our candy's always in season
twenty four
candy store
sweet or sour
still want more
got it all over your hands and all over your face
hold it in your mouth and let it melt away
you can always come back for more
'cuz were open twenty-four
sticky sugar daddies can be oh so sweet
get all you want, get all you can't leave
the taste on your tongue
makes you hungry for more
you want more of that stuff
that you can't pay for
got you thinking it's so so sweet
but you're just one more sucker
for a double-dipped treat
all ready to taste another
how many licks do you think it will take?
never meant to last if it makes your jaw break
get more for now, have less or later
no good waiting for the after flavor
choclate covered, caramel dipped
sticky, chewy, sucked and licked
some sweet tooth breaking sweetness
with gushing gummy dropp goodness
candy coated juicy middle
rainbow rolled up dipped in sprinkles
candy colors coating your tongue
just look at all the damage done
(march 2010, new orleans, la, usa)
poem by Thomas Quentin Sims
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Sweet And Sweet And Sweet
Sweet and Sweet and Sweet
Date: June 28,2012
Ah, sweet, and sweet and sweet
Lemon ice on a hot day
Melting, cool on the tongue
A slide into quicksand
Sinking, sinking, in weightless frenzy
Just sweet, and sweet and sweet
Silver-blue lightning strikes
Limbs climb skyward, rain quenched
I praise to Eros
A flash of light, the smell of flame
So sweet, and sweet and sweet
A sigh caught and caged
The current swells and falls
Swells and falls…in concert
Rushing toward the shore
It's sweet, and sweet and sweet
Sticky, warm and welcome
Hot peppermint on a cat's tail
Painting abstract portraits on the horizon
A masterpiece…flawless
********************* ************************
Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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Man-u-lip-u-lator
Sun goes down night moves in
I dont need the pain again
Those x-ray eyes
Its a fascination
All lined up ready to go
Fully loaded overflow
High heeled mood
Lets go for some action
Man-u-lip-u-lator its so easy when heads meet
Exploring but nightmares speak
Rumors fly idle speculation
(chorus 1)
Man-u-lip-u-lator tryin to operate on you
Sticky situation Id love to fall into
Youre a man-u-lip-u-lator with a low low attitude oohoo
Like to love ya later cause Im an operator too
Full alert defcon 4
Seal the windows lock the door
I in-coming
Its a natural reaction
Man-u-lip-u-lator tryin to operate on you ooh
Sticky situation Id love to fall into
(bridge)
Take it to the left
Move it to the right
Holde me oh so tight
Never let it go
Man-u-lip-u-lator man-u-lip-u-lator
Man-u-lip-u-lator man-u-lip-u-lator man-u-lip-u-lator man-u-lip-u-lator
(chorus 2)
Man-u-lip-u-lator tryin to operate on you ooh
Sticky situation Id love to fall into
Youre a man-u-lip-u-lator with a low low attitude oohoo
Like to love ya later doctors got his eye on you
Man-u-lip-u-lator tryin to operate on you
Sticky situation Id love to fall into
Youre a man-u-lip-u-lator with a low low attitude oohoo
Like to love ya later cause Im an operator too
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Those Ineluctable Sticky Spots
'Sucking too hard on your lollipop, oh, love's gonna get you down.' Mika
All that's left are feelings like sticky traces
lingering in the empty candy pot.
Gone are dreams of a gingerbread home someplace
filled and trimmed with with every sweet life has in stock.
Gone are your ooey-gooey whispers of affection
that dripped from your lips enough to make your teeth rot.
My sweetest loving couldn't feed your growing appetite,
and you ate it all up like I was your candy shop.
Soon all my sugar had no rush,
only the sickness of eating candy enough to make you pop.
Now, there's only a hollow in my chest,
lined with those ineluctable sticky spots
gathering dust
and teardrops.
poem by Delilah Miller
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Manly Matter
Good is a manly matter,
Of light nature he is weighed
By the location he stood.
A sticky affair is too good
And may boasting be the bruise
Of a placed man in the field of his love.
Goodness may quench the thirst of women
As good people shall ride on the wings
Of all sincerity, the natural stroke.
Good can be mean when mixed
And collected with bigness,
So that he summons a spirit who barks
So mad, so bad.
I am too inflicted and I am in a sticky affair.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Rickety Rhyme
rickety man, rickety house
quickly ran, saw a mouse
stately woman, in stick hut
prickly fish, coconut
Man meets Woman half the way
Woman asks Man want to play?
sticky situation, sticky plot
Man tells Woman rather not
Woman looks Man not well hung
Woman tells Woman not much fun
Man tells Woman another time
Woman goes off end the rhyme
06/09/09
poem by John Lyday
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Is
Candy is sweet
gum is sticky
give me a kiss
and i'll make you a hicky.
*Laydeeh Pinkee*
poem by Kassandra Soto
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Fine, Fine Wine
Babys long and tall, man shes got it all, shes alright
Alright
Hips have got a sway shakin it my way, it alright
Alright
Full-bodied curves, with her legs she serves, oh yeah
Oh yeah
Lips that say it all, turn and hear her call, oh yeah
Oh yeah
(pre-chorus)
Aint no cheap and nasty liquor dripping down her vine
Taste of golden honey, sweet as candy money
Bottle it up and make her mine
(chorus)
Give me a taste of your fine, fine wine
Ruby sticky, sweet as summertime
Let me taste you fine, fine wine
One more drink gets me feeling alright
Were here for the show, let your passion flow, its o.k.
O.k.
We aint gonna stop, so throw away the top, its
O.k.
O.k.
(pre-chorus)(chorus)(chorus)
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Even on Cheese
I say baby...
You don't need me to love!
You may degrade to crazy,
Filling up on chocolate fudge.
I'm not a maple syrup keeper.
To feed your sticky sweet needs.
You've got that sugar spice leaking,
Pleasing even on cheese!
You don't need me to love!
You made me hate eating peas.
You've got that power inside you,
To make me crawl and plead...
'You don't need me to love! '
I'm not a maple syrup keeper.
To feed your sticky sweet needs.
You've got that sugar spice leaking,
Pleasing even on cheese!
Baby baby please leave.
And...
You don't need me to love!
You may degrade to crazy,
Filling up on chocolate fudge.
Wondering,
How to 'mess' me up!
And you don't...
No you don't,
Need me to love!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From A Wasp...
I spotted your back door, gaping wide,
So I thought that I would come inside.
I was in the area, and thought I'd dropp by;
I often visit people: we wasps aren't shy.
Do you have anything nice for me to eat?
A sticky bun would go down a real treat!
I'm partial to a piece of cake, oozing with jam,
But I also like meat, especially honeyed ham.
I've only come for food - so, why all the alarm?
Breathe nice and deeply, and keep yourself calm!
I'd really appreciate it, if you could remain seated,
While my search of your premises, is duly completed.
I see that I now have your full attention;
Do I detect a certain amount of tension?
No! Don't do that! It makes me annoyed;
Upsetting me is something you should avoid.
There are sweet treats within in my view,
But they're all covered up! Well done you!
Though, I find all this, a little frustrating,
As for a sticky treat, I have been waiting.
Ooh! I detect a pleasant smell upon your skin,
And I can smell something nice in your bin.
What's that you're holding? A can of spray!
Actually, I was just going! Have a nice day!
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Gathering Pecans
fond childhood memories
of gathering pecans
from beneath the pecan tree
linger on
the sweet smell
of mother's sticky buns
baking in the oven
poem by Faith Elizabeth Brigham
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Sticky Summer Weather
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the take me to tomorrow album, and has also been released on the country roads collection album.
Sticky summer weather always pains me
Its like living beneath a blanket I cant breathe
The days are like an oven the nights forever
Nothing to do not much else to see
Then again, I cant stand the thought of winter
Aint got a fire theres nobody to keep me warm
The night is grey and my coffee tastes so bitter
My memoreis go raging back to storm
Seems like twenty years ago in the springtime
The rain was sweet the wind was cool and clean
I had a girl she was a lady I could talk to
Now its almost like shes never been
Ive been a long time looking for rainbows
Trying to find a way to believe tomorrow
There was a time I think when I remember dreaming
There was a reason I cant find it now
As I recall it almost made my life worth living
It must be hiding like the sun behind a cloud
Ive been a long time looking for rainbows
Trying to find a way to believe tomorrow
Sticky summer weather always pains me
Its like living beneath a blanket I cant breathe
The days are like an oven the nights forever
Nothing to do not much else to see
Like spending a long time looking for rainbows
Words and music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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There once was a lady named Kathy,
Who loved eating sweet sticky taffy.
Yes, she loved it so much,
That she used all her bucks,
To buy her own taffy factory.
quote by by Loyd C. Taylor
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Its Not The Night
Its not the night
For foolin
Its not the night
For crazy eyes
I get the feelin
You want to stay
I get the feelin
Youre givin it all away
But I know
I know you take it well
And for you
For you I always fell
Its not the night
(its not the night)
For, for sweet revenge
Its not the night
(its not the night)
To spend
The time is right
To take it out
The time is right to tango
Got a feelin
Youre runnin out
Before your last fandango
Its not the night
(its not the night)
For sweet, sweet revenge
Its not the night
(its not the night)
To spend
Its not the night
For sticky boots [? ]
Its not the night
For tango
I get the feelin
Youre the spark
Thats dancin in the dark
I get the feelin
Youre the one
A rushin on the run
Its not the night
(its not the night)
For sweet revenge
Its not the night
(its not the night)
To spend
Its not the night
(its not the night)
Youre lookin for sweet, sweet revenge
Its not the night
(its not the night)
Night to end
Its not the night
song performed by by Cars
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The Hungry Frog
if I were a frog
first I'd dart my tongue out
and catch a fly
then with the same sticky tongue
I'd catch a human
actually as many as I can
and all the cars and streetlights
and some mud and puddles of water
to sauce the whole thing
and eat them all whole
in one roll
And then I'd do the same thing
always with my sticky tongue
deracinate the trees, the rocks and mountains
and all living things
(all humans first I'd dispose of)
and all objects and planets and stars and space
and quasars and matter and anti-matter and zero
all stuck on my tongue and all rolled in one
and all these I'll just swallow
if I were a frog
and I won't stop till there's nothing
except me
one gargantuan frog
and then I'll burp
and then I'll croak
and then maybe I'll burst
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Blueberry Yum Yum (feat. Sleepy Brown)
Yeah, Um, I think ima try somthin that i aint,
that i aint neva did before on this one, lets go
Get ya lighters, roll that sticky, lets get higher (lets get higher)
Got that Blueberry Yum Yum And its that fire
Get ya lighters, roll that sticky, lets get higher (lets get higher)
Got that Blueberry Yum Yum And its that fire
Got a lil bit of Blueberry Yum Yum
and I neva would of thought that they could eva taste this goooooood
Think God for the man who put it in my hoooooood
Its got me singin melodies I neva thought i woooouuuuld
Im feelin sorry for the homies that be smokin wooood
Chop Chop, break it down for a playa like me me me me me
Im bout to find me a women that skeet skeet skeet skeet
Ima keep smokin till i reach my peak peak peak peak
Or till im stuck and my body feel weak weak weak weak weak
headed down to the doungeon woundren, if they got, some moore
and if they dont then ima have ta settle for some droooo
and it just aint cool cuz I dont have ta, ima have ta gooooo
and continue on my mission fishin for tha Yum Yum but im movin sloooo
Get ya lighters, roll that sticky, lets get higher (lets get higher)
Got that Blueberry Yum Yum And its that fire
Get ya lighters, roll that sticky, lets get higher (lets get higher)
Got that Blueberry Yum Yum And its that fire
Yess, fire fire got me so tired ima stop drop and rooooooolll
Put a wet towel under the doooooooor
Dont pass it I cant take it no mooooore
Somebody take a trip down to the stoooooore
hurry please cus i need some snacks snacks snacks snacks
and how long will it take to get back back back back
Yes indeed ima lil off track track track track track
Off this weed and im full of that yac yac yac yac yac
Get on in that stinkin Lincoln crank it up and riiiiide
and it aint enuff room to fit the other chicks inside
Im so hungry wit tha munchies ima eat everyting insiiiiiide
Me and my blueberrys together and everythings all right
Get ya lighters, roll that sticky, lets get higher (lets get higher)
Got that Blueberry Yum Yum And its that fire
Get ya lighters, roll that sticky, lets get higher (lets get higher)
Got that Blueberry Yum Yum And its that fire
Get the propane, rollin things and lets blow this place uuuuuup
You already know whats uuup
I mighta had to pay some extra buuuuuucks
But I really dont give a fuuuuuck
Cuz a brotha feels great great great great great
But im barely awake wake wake wake wake
All bent outa shape shape shape shape shape
So stomp on ya brake brake brake brake brake
If u token good, then all my somkas, let me see ya flames
Dont know what ya got but my bag will, put yo stuff, ta shame
All tha different kinds of otha flavors, they dont mean a thing
You cant compare it dont stare cuz i got the ultimate Mary Jane
Get ya lighters roll that sticky, lets get higher (lets get higher)
Got that Blueberry Yum Yum And its that fire
Get ya lighters roll that sticky, lets get higher (lets get higher)
Got that Blueberry Yum Yum And its that fire
song performed by by Ludacris
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